225 in Pingdong Garden and Picnic 2.3.2019

this is Taiwanese chewing gum, a fruit warped in a leave. And the lady said “no!” when I wanted to buy some!

We had our morning routine with breakfast (this time I got the last portion full grain rice before they were sold out), 2 hours garden work and then homework.
I have finally changed the booking of my last freighter, because my friends in Indonesia had not answered my messages for some months and I don’t want to go down to Bali and up again when I don’t know if I meet somebody. Now I just have three weeks between arrival in and departure from Singapore and hope to meet Lulu and Hasmik, maybe even at the same time.
It is so new to me and a bit strange, but now I would again have the chance to go to Bruxelles and again would not come to Marseilles and Switzerland and I am not ready to inform my friends about that. As a first step to get accustomed to the new situation, I deleted the Indonesia-routes from my GPS.
After morning business, Mark and I met for going to a Vegetarian restaurant. This place was great – you could choose from more than 15 different dishes, put them on your plate, pay per weight and enjoy!


Then I got back my repaired shoes and hope that they can survive the rest of the trip. We went to Mark’s bigger and more remote garden, worked for a short while

if you lay sugarcane in the soil like this you will get new plants

and then set down. I immediately got sleepy and also Mark lay down for a rest. I had a mixed quality of sleep, because my free-floating head ached and the flies were nasty, but for a while I was tired enough to manage that during the sleep. A bit later two friends of Mark arrived and professionally prepared everything for a picnic dinner.

Mark had bought some of these rose apples and two dragon fruits, both were “not bad” (I continue dreaming of Mark’s fruits from summer 2015…)

During the proceeding preparations the number of cookers grew, and I counted 6 in the end.


The food was good, the friends were nice, the garden atmosphere pleasant (except the mosquitos who had the night-shift after the flies), but it was hard to integrate me in the conversation which mainly ran in Taiwanese. The friends know each other since around 30 years because of their common interest in outdoor activities and they would stay in the garden overnight. Mark went home with me to get some things to join his friends for camping and I sat down to write what you now read.

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